REMI
"Good chat as always, Loren." Remi mumbled under his breath, sarcasm tugging the words down. Reaching for the net, the alchemist shouldered it again easily and moved to continue the path he'd been on before he'd been stopped.
As for Loren's departure, let's just say he stuck out like a sore thumb in Torchline. A few locals had been milling about, waiting for the conversation to wrap up. So as it did and the summoner moved back towards the portal, they closed in. Looking like an easy enough mark, three men tried to pin Loren against a wall. One tried to hold his shoulders while another pressed a knife against his stomach, mumbling something about the Launceleyn handing over everything valuable he had on him.
As for Loren's departure, let's just say he stuck out like a sore thumb in Torchline. A few locals had been milling about, waiting for the conversation to wrap up. So as it did and the summoner moved back towards the portal, they closed in. Looking like an easy enough mark, three men tried to pin Loren against a wall. One tried to hold his shoulders while another pressed a knife against his stomach, mumbling something about the Launceleyn handing over everything valuable he had on him.
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
